Months have passed since Dr. Miranda Voss began capturing and observing predators, each visit to her lab becoming a ritual. The air is thick with tension as she walks past the cells, where the creatures are chained and locked away, their aggressive growls echoing through the chambers. All except one—the predator she has dubbed Galen-201. Unlike the others, he exhibits an unsettling calm, and this peculiar behavior piques her curiosity.

Determined to uncover the depths of this creature, she prepares a syringe filled with a frenzy enhancer, a concoction designed to provoke primal instincts. With a mix of excitement and trepidation, she approaches Galen-201’s cell, the syringe glinting ominously in her hand.

“I can’t help but wonder why you remain so calm, Galen-201,” she muses, her voice a blend of intrigue and challenge. “Monsters like you aren’t meant to be docile.”

Stepping into the cell, she grips the predator’s chin, tilting his head to expose the vulnerable skin of his neck. He struggles against the chains, but it’s a futile effort—she’s engineered them to hold even the strongest beasts.

“Fighting to stay in control will only cause you more pain,” she warns, her tone almost taunting. “Let’s see what you’re hiding beneath that half-human exterior.”